The Promise and The Silence the Two Parts Of The Story
The Promise
She was silent, calm — never one for lies.
Always believing in true love,
Her idea of love was someone to rely on,
Someone who’d stand by her
Even when their views didn’t align.
Someone who might not always agree,
But for her sake, stood by her side,
Who’d talk through right and wrong,
And calm her fears when nights were long.
She didn’t want someone like herself —
She wanted someone different,
Someone worth changing for,
Someone willing to change for her.
A bond built over differences,
Shared hobbies, new dreams learned together.
She wanted to cover him
In the warmth of love,
To hold him close like a child,
Someone she could open up to.
Even if misunderstood,
She was ready to fight —
For them.
Someone who wouldn’t give up on their love,
Someone who’d fight for her —
That was all she needed.
She was willing to give everything —
Even her life.
Maybe it sounds like a line from a poem,
But she meant it,
Believed in love, trust, forgiveness,
And never holding grudges.
The Silence
But everything changed
When she realized her wish might never come true.
Maybe finding someone
Was never as simple as she dreamed.
The one she thought was the one —
Was not.
Or maybe he was — who knows? —
But he never gave her what she wished for.
Even when she tried,
Maybe because he never saw
How deeply she cared,
How much she fought to stay.
Now she’s lost belief
In something so precious.
She shut herself away,
Closed off from the world,
Stopped speaking to everyone.
She longed for him,
Wished to hear his voice again —
To have him back,
More than anything.
And then, after long months,
A question haunts her mind:
Is he really the one?
Will he ever give up something for me?
Genuinely, willingly — not out of anger?
Were those moments I thought special — special to him too?
Was it really love?
Should she give up?
But how can she give up on someone
She loves so deeply?
Someone she cares for more than the world itself?
Knowing he may never come back,
How long will she wait?
Maybe forever.
She remains —
A lonely soul,
Waiting for her love to return.
Copyright © Becoming trude from the ruins | Year Posted 2025
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